There comes a time when you simply have to put things on the line to protect your family from the predations of the world at large. I am in a struggle now over health insurance. Health insurance companies never complain about receiving premium payments, but you have to go to war at times over claims where you try to activate the services you paid the premiums for. I am having trouble now even though the previous insurance had no problem with paying their part for the very same services I am arguing for now. The new insurance will not accept without a fight. So now my Paffooney picture portrays Daddy going to war instead of Poppa coming home. I will think hard about what is funny in this situation. I mean to come back with a lampoon of these pirates. That’s how you kill a whale, right? Lampoon it with a really sharp lampoon… or was that HARpoon? Whatever… more really bad puns to come later when I have gathered my wits and sharpened my harpoons.